Anytime You Work With Animals, You Begin

Women Are Like Cars: We All Want A Ferrari, Sometimes Want A Pickup Truck, And End Up With A Station Wagon.

In Marriage, Compromise Nurtures The Relationship.

A Car Crossed Two Lanes Of Traffic, Flipped, And Landed On My Dad's Car. I Don't Blame Cars. My Dad Loved Cars. I Don't Have Many Memories Of My Dad. The Love Of Cars Is All I Have Of Him, Really.

If It Ain't Broke, You Can Probably Still Fix It.

I Have Irrational Fears, And They All Go Back To Losing My Father As A Kid. I've Never Gotten Over It.